Disclaimer: These toys...er...Winchesters...are not owned by me. Sadly.

Author's note: And here's the result of Leak. I thought some cute Winchesters bonding with John would be fun. Can be anything from wee to teen to grown up Winchesters with brief reunion with their dad. Tell me what age you think they are. 100 words exactly.


Leak

"Dean..." John had that dangerous tone in his voice, the one that said he was going rip his son (sons, on occasion) limb from limb (but never literally).

"But dad..." Dean's voice whined in a way Sam hardly ever hard and his legs were tapping a tattoo. Sam stifles his giggles in his sleeve. "I need a leak badly."

"I told you not to drink, didn't?" John snaps, eyebrows twitching angrily. Sam giggles harder.

"But I was thirsty," Dean's hands are fisted and his knees are jerking up and down.

John gives in, grumbling, just in the nick of time.